What's the Use?

Yo, the intro, let's go Yo, what's the use? I felt rich when I had no dough And I ain't got a lot of that now But I know I got more than most But I still feel broke In my hand and heart and soul Feel like I need to escape In the fast lane and I just coast Yo, so what's the use? Tell me, what's a man to do? From when do I get to choose? I'm tryna provide I'm just tryna provide Yo, we're all just tryna provide Yo, aye, you see how most the philosophers are rich men Talking holy but God didn't pick them When your mind ain't stuck on survival You might have time for a little deep thinking Captive stands in the fields just thinking What will I do when I'm past them gates? These times I'm just sat at my desk Like what will I do when I'm done this day? Almost 12 and I'm thinking of ways to get paid Been here since half past eight (Is that the time?) And it ain't the same I know that it ain't the same Aye, yo, but still And I'm sat there listening to the music and I'm thinking like I don't wanna bussdown rollie I don't know what bussdown rollie is Most boys that I know ain't gonna be rappers, ballers Couple still holding jibbs Girls that I know run broken homes Single moms with abandoned kids And I don't see how we escape It's like who's born in this race Now I gotta listen to pop stars rapping Telling me how I'm supposed to live If I do what you do bro Tell me who we making rich? Like for real, like who's getting rich off this? (Not me) Like, I feel like I'm more, yo, I feel like I'm more than it I'm not gonna lie I know it sounds fucked But I feel like I'm more than this Yo, we got something more Yo, let's go Your starlight I'll be your guide Yo, aye More, more, more I feel like I'm more than my energy More than my enemy More than what the people dem said I'd be More than what the telly is telling me Hustler is selling me More than my felony More than my melody More than myself More than my first impression My hurt aggression My self-expression Depression I'm more than the question, more than the lesson Way more than what I gave under pressure Way more Don't think that was a confession More than my wealth, but I can't be more than my health I can't be more than morbid decline Or more than my mind I used to think I was immoral Now I'm walking the line I'm more than alive The art we leave will surely survive I only rap about forever, so I'm more than my time So I'm more than my time, I'm way more than my time Yeah, yeah, I'm way more than my time Alright, let's go